Hope has a complex childhood, and while growing up her life revolved around meaningless sexual encounters and always getting herself in trouble. After spending a heated summer in Mystic Falls camp it's time to return to school, where she ends up bei...
The following day Mystic Falls High was transformed into a sports ground, with different school buses arriving from schools across the state for the yearly sports tournament. The atmosphere was already getting intense and you could smell the competition in the air, just one look at the students they were all dressed in their P.E school uniforms and had different kinds of paint on their faces, ready to tackle their rivals.
Hope's school arrived at the scene and Maya was quick to catch up with the Mikaelson, and draw her attention from trying to look for Josie.
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"Look at you, ready to kick some ass Mikaelson?"
"Hah." Hope scoffed but to Maya it sounded rather cute than arrogant. "It's an easy win for me.."
"You sound a bit cocky."
"Confident is what I would call it."
Maya gave her a questioning look, and found the blue eyes gazing at her with such witty passion that sent butterflies to her stomach. Maya thought about last night's conversation at they walked together towards the field.
"You seem like you could do some damage too, Machado."
"I feel like you and me will work well together."
"As long as you don't text me in the middle of the night, when I'm with my girlfriend."
"Mhm, my bad. Forgive me?"
Maya paused in her tracks and extended her hand out, waiting for Hope to reciprocate her first bump. The Mikaelson did just that, before walking off with a smile while the other girl starred at her figure and her shorts that left enough of her legs and thighs exposed to her eyes.
Hope had spotted familiar faces through the crowd and decided to greet them, maybe also create some friendly friction before the match to spice things ups, after all she wouldn't be a Mikaelson if she didn't create some type of competition.
"Rough night, Elizabeth? You look out of shape."
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"Still well enough, to kick your ass sweetheart. Thanks for asking."
